This was the conversation that my Dad and I were having tonight. While I was cutting cheese for quesadillas."Hey Dad, do you know what your midclavicular line is?" - Audrey
"No, what is it?" - Dad
"Well it's..." -Audrey
"[Interrupts] WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? YOU KNOW BETTER THAN THAT! I FEEL SORRY FOR YOUR CHILDREN! YOU'RE NOT GOING TO TEACH THEM ANYTHING! YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD HUSBAND!" - DAD
"But Dad...I was just teaching you about your midclavicular line." - Audrey
[Dad Walks Away]
So, while I was talking, I was using a knife to cut the cheese. And instead of cutting AWAY from my hand, I was cutting TOWARDS my hand. So, I was thinking about it and followed up with this.
"Hey Dad. You know what?" - Audrey
"What?" - Dad
"Even if I have a good husband my children are still going do stupid things. Because I had a good dad that taught me not to cut like that and I still did it!" - Audrey
"Yeah, but you're not going to do it anymore are you. Are you..." - Dad
Never again will I doubt my dad's teaching methods.
